r/EntitledPeople

I (30M) go to a nice gym with a health suite. We have a sauna, a steam room, cold plunges and a hot tub. So last night after my work out I changed my clothes, took a shower and got into the hot tub. About 3 minutes in, two women in their mid to late 20s approached the hot tub chatting and preparing to get in, when I saw them looking at me in a weird way. Then, they got into the hot tub but proceeded to look at me in a judging, even disgusted way.

I’m a fairly decent looking, well groomed gay guy so I didn’t really understand what was happening, so I checked myself but found nothing. Finally, about 2 minutes later one of them says “Are you getting out or not?” in a very pointed tone. I was like “well I just got in, so not really” and she said “We feel uncomfortable with a man here, you should really get out and come back later when we’re finished. A random man shouldn’t be sharing a hot tub with girls he doesn’t know” and I was like “well, I got here first and I’m minding my own business after a heavy workout. If you’re uncomfortable you can go to the sauna and come back when I’m done”. She got angry and started raising her voice saying “Men nowadays don’t know how to be a gentleman, we literally just asked you to come back when we’re done, why are you being a dick about it?” To say I was shocked is an understatement. But I was too tired to deal with it, so I got out, went to the steam room, waited for them to leave and then came back to finish my hot tub session. But this has left a very unpleasant feeling.

[EDIT]:

First of all, I fully support your frustration with me not fighting back, but I had a super long day at work, I did a heavy workout and at 9pm the last thing I needed was getting my nerves up. So I chose to leave.

I’ve been going to the same gym for 3 years and I’ve never experienced anything negative there so I won’t mention the name of the gym, because I really respect everyone there and don’t want to deter people from going just because of a couple of bad apples.

Our gym offers daily passes, so I’m just hoping they went for a cheap spa day rather than signed up for full membership.

I will be noting all the possible comebacks to use if they do this again, especially the “I have a boyfriend” and “let me just finish peeing”.

I didn’t really post here to brag about how good I am at fighting off karens, I just wanted to share an experience. If I was a good fiction writer, I would have made everyone clap in the end ❤️

This is another supermarket queue story. The cashier came to the end of her shift and informed me and another shopper who joined the line just before me that this till was closing and to please move to the next one.

"Can't you just put these through for me?"

And that would have been it, absolutely forgettable and unremarkable in any way, if not for the cashier's response. In a tone that was part sweet childlike innocence and part absolutely intentional customer service voice for fuck you, she replies "..no?"

It was stunning. In a single word not only did she shut that shit straight down but even managed to imply "why would you even ask that?". I wish I could bottle the way she expressed that "no" and save some for myself. The shopper turns to me for backup but I'm looking at the cashier giving my best GOOD FOR YOU smile, so she doesn't bother saying anything to me and does that particular boomer huff and shuffle, then off she fucks.

I'm still smiling at the cashier. I want her to know I know exactly what she did, and how glorious it was. I wanted to communicate that to her and share my total admiration. But her shift has finished. She packs up without a glance towards me. Which was somehow even more fulfilling, she's off the clock and isn't getting paid to have a moment with a random nobody.

Good for you, good for you.

Coworker's(CW) driveway is between her and the neighbors(NB) house. NB is selling their house to move closer to their daughter since they are older and need help. CW was sitting at home watching TV when someone started ringing doorbell. She ignored it for a few minutes but they kept ringing it. Finally CW answers the door. She is greeted by a couple(EC) in their 40s and their realtor. EC asked if CW always parks in her driveway. CW says yes that's where she always parks. EC wife says that won't work and if they are to buy the house next door she has to agree to park in the street from now on. Her reason.... Because CW starting her truck would wake her up in the mornings since the master bedroom is right next to the driveway. The sellers had told them she tends to work 7 days a week during the winter (she does work a lot during winter). CW drives a well maintained Nissan Frontier that isn't loud in any way just for clarification. CW informed them that no she would continue parking in her driveway and closed the door.

You'd think it was all over wouldn't you. An few hours later NB comes over with a contract the EC and realtor had sent over for CW to sign. It stated CW promises to park on street if EC buys the house. It even included penalties if she didn't. They told NB that was only thing stopping them from buying the house and she had to get it signed. CW refused still and NB fully understands. The gall of that couple.

The house will sell fast for full asking price so not a big deal to NB.

Background introduction: My neighbor W is from a rural area. He has a junior college degree. After graduation, he worked as an IT outsourcing engineer in a big city for several years. Then he returned to the mainland to get married and have children. He lost his job and has been working at Meituan for seven years, earning about 3,000 yuan. He is over 40 years old. As for me, I'm a kid from the city, from a 985 university. After graduation, I worked for listed companies. Then I left my job at the age of 35 and was unemployed for many years. Now I have my own small company. We often smoked in the stairwell. We had known each other for five or six years and could talk about anything. I didn't guard against him (it was my fault). We would drink and get together occasionally. Before I started my company, I was unemployed for several years, so there was once a sense of sharing hardships together. During these years of dating him, there was a phenomenon that puzzled me all along: (Of course, now I know the reason. I'll keep you in suspense for now and see how you judge it. Please tell me in the comment section.)" I often run into his little boy or his wife in the community. At first, when I saw his child happily calling his name, he always avoided and never called me. A few times when he and his father were smoking downstairs, his father asked him to call me "uncle", but he didn't. But I knew that this kid was very outgoing and had many friends, but he just wouldn't call me. Later, when I met his child, I no longer greeted him proactively. His wife was the same. At first, when she met me, she would smile and nod, greeting me politely. But she pretended not to know me. After a few times, I no longer took the initiative to greet her. Can you guess why?

背景介绍：邻居W，农村人，大专生，毕业后在大城市干过几年IT外包工程师，然后返回内地结婚生子，失业，跑美团7年，约收入3000左右，年龄40+；我呢，城里孩子，985，毕业后都在上市公司工作，然后35离职后失业很多年，现在有自己小公司。我们经常楼梯间抽烟，认识5-6年也算是无话不说，我也不防着他（这是我的错），偶尔喝酒聚聚，我在搞公司之前也曾失业好几年,所以一度有一种共患难的感觉。

1）跟他交往这些年，有一个现象我之前一直很困惑：（当然现在我是知道原因了，我先卖个关子，看看你们是怎么判断的，请在评论区告诉我。）经常会在小区碰到他小男孩或他老婆，刚开始我见他孩子经常开心的叫他名字，他总回避，也从不叫我，有几次跟他爸在楼下抽烟，他爸让他喊我叔叔，他也不叫，但我知道他这个小孩是很外向的，朋友也很多，就是不叫，后来我碰到他孩子再也不主动打招呼了；他老婆也是，刚开始碰到我会微笑的点个头，礼貌性的打招呼，他老婆也是装作不认识，几次以后我也不再主动打招呼。你们猜猜这是为什么？

I always read the stories on here and laugh at the stupidity of these people but I've never gotten to witness one first hand until today.

I'm at the nail salon at the first booth which is next to the register and directly in front of the door. I had to get a nail repaired. When I came in for the first time a few weeks back, I let the owner know that their website was broken and appeared to have been hacked. He thanked me and told me they hasn't used their website in a long time so they had no idea. (This is relevant.)

While a different person was doing my nails today, some old lady walks into the door already in a mood. She claimed she made an appointment on their website and it said she would get a confirmation within 48 hours and never did. The guy doing my nails paused and told her that they've never done reservations on their website, like EVER. I chimed in that the website was broken and I had already notified them prior. She ignored me and talked over to me to the lady at the next booth and was freaking out about this "confirmation" and the guy again tells her "WE DON'T DO APPOINTMENTS ONLINE!" I repeated again that the site isn't even working and she interrupted me mid sentence and yelled "I'M NOT TALKING TO YOU!" So I told her, "Well these people don't deserve you treating them like this. You're being an asshole and I'm not gonna just sit here and listen to this!" She huffed and kicked the doorstop that was holding the door open and slammed the glass door screaming that she had been coming to the salon for 20 years and something else I didn't catch.

I felt so bad for them. They were visibly uncomfortable the entire time but couldn't say anything back for obvious reasons. I hope she never comes back.

I know I posted yesterday but with my job, it’s expected and oh boy.

So context for those reading this for the first time: like a month ago, she ordered a single soft shelled taco and asked to have it in a bowl. She then asked for extra items so it can be charged as a taco. The line was very long so instead of arguing with her, my coworker gave her a discount to not make things worse (ie holding up the long line).

So she returned today and did the same thing. Except, said coworker was doing something else, I told another coworker what was in it, and there was like four people in line. She was told that because the taco shell can’t hold it (and was barely visible) she would be charged for the bowl and she asked if she can get more food. We allowed it cause why argue with people who think they can get away with cheating the system, right?

Well, the amount she asked (both of the rice and beans) made the bowl heavy, resulting in me having to shift the weight of the bowl and it wouldn’t close so she was charged for the bowl and sides. She tried to argue that it was a taco but my coworker told her that because of the amount that she asked was making things hard to close, we had to charge her.

The other people in the line looked at her confused and I guess that made her realize that she was making herself look like she was born yesterday.

She paid (and got a drink idk if she bought it or on the house idc) and we just went about our day.

The amount of entitlement I dealt in a span of two work days is crazy.

I get it, you've been walking the terminal all day, and your feet are sore, but that is still no excuse to take off your shoes on a crowded plane, especially if your socks or shoes aren't fresh. Further, if you are so disrespectful that you have to take your shoes off, don't compound this crappy behavior by resting your smelly, socked foot on the passenger next to you for any reason. Yes, I am speaking from personal experience in the last five minutes, and she actually thought I was going to accept her feeble "my feet are tired" excuse when I pushed her foot off my leg. This should be a fun flight...

I don’t speak much German but he placed his and his wife’s coats across their seats and they sat in mine. I showed him my ticket … told him these are our seats using German I got from translator…I took German language classes in college. He blathered on in German and gave me the hand wave. Most seating on German trains is assigned. So not to be the younger American asshole demanding my seat from an elderly German … my wife and I quietly took other unoccupied seats nearby as other passengers took note of the exchange. Hoping people who belonged in our seats didn’t show up. And I also didn’t want to be the American asshole who got a conductor to get Großvater to move to the proper seats.

This might go under "semi-EntitledPeople" or "obliviousPeople".

I pull into a full gas station behind a smaller SUV to fill up. I drive a minivan so it takes a while to fill my car, 11+ gallons. When I'm done and ready to leave I notice the gas cap on the car in front was off. That's strange; maybe they are inside paying and forgot to replace it. I wait a minute and the driver comes out with a cup of coffee and then proceeds to start to fill their tank. I have to back all the way out.

I'm guessing they were inside paying with cash and needed some coffee which I totally get, but just seemed oblivious at best as the gas station was full.

Edit: we pulled in at the same time, but from the responses I guess I should have posted this in AITH! LOL.

Edit2: it turns out, I’m the entitled person. I forgot I used to check/fill up my oil after getting gas.

TL,DR: SIL stole my stuff, got mad I (kind of) asked for back. Really I just need to vent because I’ve cried about this to my husband too long now and I feel bad for him. First of all, I am quite obsessed with owls. I have amassed quite a collection over the past 20 years. Ceramic, glass, knick knacks, stuffies, you name it if it was an owl I had to have it. In my kitchen, I had a pretty sizable shelf where I kept the ones that were of particular significance. My great grandmother also collected them, so some from her, owls given to me by friends (esp. friends who have passed, etc.), basically the ones that were dear to my heart. So, August 2024, very active in my addiction, I get arrested for some very dumb things I did and end up serving 8 months in county jail. In March 2025 (still in jail) we end up losing our home. My husband, packs up my shelf and asks his mother to store them until we are in a better situation and I can get them back.
Fast forward to Monday, my husband and I agree to help MIL move some things from the home she shares with SIL into her storage unit. When asked about my boxes, she’s already acting shifty, “oh they are in the back, we’ll find them later…” Later into the day, about the 3rd trip into moving, SIL barges up to me and yells, “oh so you’re just taking back all of the owls!” MIL immediately gives her a death glare and the finger to the mouth shhh. MIL had hidden MY things that she gave SIL so I wouldn’t see them at her house. I said, “well no, I didn’t know you had my stuff but if you do, then yes. I’d like them back!” SIL storms off in a huff. She confronts me later in the front yard yelling about how she was given my items as payment for helping clean out our house when we lost it and how I’m stealing from her, yadda, yadda. I told her, through my tears, it was never MIL stuffs to give away in the first place an actually they are the thieves, but she can just keep it all and I don’t want anything else to do with either of them.
It just hurts really bad that she honestly thinks she’s in the right to keep my stuff. Something that doesn’t even mean anything to her but something cute to put on a shelf and actually had sentimental value to me. I’m getting over it, in the end it’s just stuff. I have 21 months sober and I’m cutting out these toxic ppl.

I was working box at a movie theater back in late 80's/early 90's. Four people come in for an R-Rated. I card them. Dudes are around 23. The girls don't have ID. The girls were very much younger than the dudes (14-15yo). I denied them entry. Lots of insults and cussing, mostly from the girls. When they called me a effing b!tch, I responded with "yes I am. please leave". It escalated and my manager ended up physically tossing dudes out the door (manager was an ex-cop. Usually pretty chill but not one to mess with).

Next day, the girls show up with their angry dad. I explained to him what really happened, my boss right there to verify.

They may still be grounded.

I was working nights at a 7-11 by myself (F, 18-19 at the time, late 90's Canada). I had a kid come in and buy a bunch of stuff who paid with a credit card. As I ALWAYS DID, I flipped the card over while the kid signed. He noticed that I was checking out his signature and said something flippant about it being his card. I replied that it was my job to check. He left.

About half an hour goes by and I haven't thought about it at all and all of a sudden the kid comes storming in followed reluctantly by an older man. The kid heatedly explained that I checked the signature on the back of his card and his dad snaps at him "YEAH, to protect YOU, you moron!" I couldn't help but smile

For context, I (32f) hosted a backyard bbq party for family / friends this weekend. It was a gathering of about 30 people who I have had round my house many times before, and they are all familiar with my rule... I do not allow dogs in my house or in my yard. I reminded everyone that dogs are not welcome in my house or yard when sending out invites to the party also and when confirming peoples attendance.

Regardless... One of my friends turned up to the party with their dog (a big slobbering highly energetic barking 80lb labrador type thing). I told them at my door that the dog was not allowed in, and that they were welcome to take the dog home and come back and join the party, but there was no way the dog was coming into my house or yard.

(for the record, I do not allow dogs even in my yard, because they poop and urinate on the grass and it can never be fully 'cleaned up' properly, and I like to be able to sit/lay on my grass and enjoy my backyard without worries of getting my clothes ruined with remains of dog poop/slobber/urine. I also just don't like being around dogs, because of the constant begging, staring at you 24/7, the barking, chewing up furniture, getting up on tables to steal food, constant attempts to lick your face/legs, so in my home at least, they are simply not welcome).

My friend threw a massive scene, shouting at me, saying that I was 'discriminating' against her and 'bullying / excluding her' for having a dog. She said her dog was an 'emotional support animal' and that she needs to have it with her at the party because of her anxiety. I told her she is more than welcome at the party and that i'd love to have her here, but the dog is not welcome and it is not coming in. If she is unable to be here without the dog (which is a lie, because she has been round many times before without the dog and been fine) then she will just have to go home and give this party a miss.

She left in a huff with dog-in-tow. But messaged a bunch of our shared friends during the party, turning them against me and getting them to gang up on me for being a 'horrible person' and 'animal ab\*ser' etc etc (for the record, I would never harm an animal, I just prefer to not touch or be up close to certain animals that I find gross, or even terrifying depending on the breed, if possible. Im not a fan of them, so I just leave them be).

Anyway, the party went on, and most people had a great time, including myself when I eventually just ignored all this dog-related faff and enjoyed my time hosting. But I cant help feel the party was tainted at least a little bit by this horrible interaction with this friend and her dog, and the other friends involved in making me feel bad for not allowing a dog in my home.

Am I in the wrong here / AITA for holding the boundary on not allowing dogs in my home/yard? Im just not sure what to make of all this really.

So I lucked out today and got a parking spot in the street very close to where I had an appointment. When I returned to my car, someone had double parked blocking my exit from my spot. I’m very familiar with the area and this is not a double parking street by any means. We see it in certain parts of the city but not in the suburbs. So I wait assuming the person will be out momentarily. However, after at least 5 minutes I started to become annoyed. I decided to call the local police given at this point I didn’t know how long I would be stuck there. After another few minutes a young adult male approached the car carrying a take out bag. Said nothing. I put down my window and said, “You have inconvenienced everyone but yourself”. This is the norm today. People miss a turn, they don’t keep going until they can take the next turn off, the pull a u-turn across a double yellow and hold up 4 lanes of traffic because of their mistake. They are so quick to inconvenience others but never themselves.

I was a therapist in private practice and a college aged kid called me on the telephone and requested an appointment. I asked about his insurance, and he said he didn't want t discuss that it didn't matter to him. He said he'd pay cash if he needed to and would rather not waste time discussing money The day he came in I asked for his insurance card, and he didn't have one. He then said he was insured through his mom's job but she didn't have his card yet. I explained that if he doesn't have an insurance card, he must pay cash--in advance and told him the fee. Suddenly, money was important. He then pulled out his phone and called his mom who just played dumb and asked if it would be OK if her HR faxed over a letter saying that his insurance info would be pending. I told her no, because I need a subscriber ID, group number and employer for the insurance. She kept filibustering, and I eventually hung up on her, and actually had to stand up and demand that this kid (college age) leave my office. People are so entitled and for some reason think they can get free services from therapists because they think we are soft-hearted pushovers.

I've often asked myself reading posts here whether I'd meet one in the wild... and now I did. I work for a large company and our group (distributed geographically) had our annual face-to face meeting at the HQ. For that, the manager reserved a 20-seats conference room for a day (9-5).

Enter Entitled Manager who at 2 PM walks in and says they have a reservation so we need to leave. This was most surprising seeing as we had the room reserved for the day weeks in advance. He kept insisting they have the room reserved without showing any evidence for it beyond "we always have our weekly meetings here". You'd think he'd leave once we showed him the room in the reservation system and all - he just won't budge.

We've been through a number of hypotheses (honest mistake by our manager who confused timezones? No. Does the infamous MS Teams have a bug and double-booked the room? No.) before realizing the simple truth that Entitled Manager was counting on bullying us out of the room. He must have done this a number of times and that worked for him on account of people being nonconfrontational or not wanting to get on his bad side as he might have some power.

It took us some 15 minutes and a walk to a facilities manager just to get the asshole to leave.

(Love him or hate him, I think most would agree that's Trump's way of doing things too. He'd bluster somewhere and make ridiculous unreasonable demands until he gets something. The problem is it works too often and some even admire that style. Worst thing you can do with these bullys is give them power.)

For context, I (32f) hosted a backyard bbq party for family / friends this weekend. It was a gathering of about 30 people who I have had round my house many times before, and they are all familiar with my rule...

I do not allow dogs in my house or in my yard. I reminded everyone that dogs are not welcome in my house or yard when sending out invites to the party also and when confirming peoples attendance.

Regardless... One of my friends turned up to the party with their dog (a big slobbering highly energetic barking 80lb labrador type thing). I told them at my door that the dog was not allowed in, and that they were welcome to take the dog home and come back and join the party, but there was no way the dog was coming into my house or yard.

(for the record, I do not allow dogs even in my yard, because they poop and urinate on the grass and it can never be fully 'cleaned up' properly, and I like to be able to sit/lay on my grass and enjoy my backyard without worries of getting my clothes ruined with remains of dog poop/slobber/urine. I also just don't like being around dogs, because of the constant begging, staring at you 24/7, the barking, chewing up furniture, getting up on tables to steal food, constant attempts to lick your face/legs, so in my home at least, they are simply not welcome).

My friend threw a massive scene, shouting at me, saying that I was 'discriminating' against her and 'bullying / excluding her' for having a dog. She said her dog was an 'emotional support animal' and that she needs to have it with her at the party because of her anxiety. I told her she is more than welcome at the party and that i'd love to have her here, but the dog is not welcome and it is not coming in. If she is unable to be here without the dog (which is a lie, because she has been round many times before without the dog and been fine) then she will just have to go home and give this party a miss.

She left in a huff with dog-in-tow. But messaged a bunch of our shared friends during the party, turning them against me and getting them to gang up on me for being a 'horrible person' and 'animal ab\*ser' etc etc (for the record, I would never harm an animal, I just prefer to not touch or be up close to certain animals that I find gross, or even terrifying depending on the breed, if possible. Im not a fan of them, so I just leave them be).

Anyway, the party went on, and most people had a great time, including myself when I eventually just ignored all this dog-related faff and enjoyed my time hosting. But I cant help feel the party was tainted at least a little bit by this horrible interaction with this friend and her dog, and the other friends involved in making me feel bad for not allowing a dog in my home.

Am I in the wrong here / AITA for holding the boundary on not allowing dogs in my home/yard?

Im just not sure what to make of all this really.

Hello again. This happened yesterday.

I didn’t see the whole thing happen but saw enough and was told about it by said coworker who was accused.

Yesterday, a woman (maybe early 20s) asked my coworker if he can break a $100 bill. He told her “no, i don’t think so” he checked the cash register and there wasn’t enough to break the bill and closed the cash register. She still had the bill.

She was also buying food and then used the bill (common with my job) and he took the bill, but he knew it was fake cause of the feeling of it.

In the US, our bills are made out of a mixture of 75% cotton and 25% linen so it has a fabric texture that many people in the US know how it feels. He said it felt like paper.

He still put it in the machine that checks to see if it’s real or not. It said regretted and he gave it back to her and told her it was a fake.

There are two ways the cash register opens, a key and putting in the amount of cash that is being used to pay with.

By law, he was supposed to confiscate the bill and call the police but he gave her the benefit of the doubt thinking that she was given the fake bill.

Like two or so hours later, she came back with her dad to accuse him of giving her the fake bill. He told her that he didn’t have the register when he checked it and I said that I saw that and it was closed.

Our manager showed them the video from the cameras.

Love my job but oh boy are the people who come in are something else.

I was headed back home from Japan to Washington, and the line for checked luggage at the Tokyo airport was groan-inducingly long. I got there well before the flight and still ended up waiting 20-30 minutes. As I slowly got closer to the counter, several people walked up, realized what was going on, then dejectedly walked to the back of the line. And then there was our hero.

This younger Eastern European dude, probably early 20s, walks up, sees the line, then starts trying to have a conversation with the guy behind me. He was very clearly doing the "Hey, let's be buddies and I can cut you" thing, but the guy behind me wasn't having it. Eventually he tells our young friend "Hey man, you have to go to the back of the line." Things take a turn and the main character goes from uncharming but chummy to telling my line comrade to "fuck off," threw in some "What are you gonna do about it," and got in the guy's face, puffing out his chest and everything.

Now mind you, this is at like noon in a Japanese airport. In a place where everyone had been incredibly respectful and deferential, this stood out. I had also turned around and told the guy to get to the back of the line, and him puffing his chest out was less effective since I'm 6'4". Neither me nor the guy behind me was going to take his bait and get in a scuffle with him, and it was just super odd behavior. So we just waited for the next time one of the airline people came by, told them what was going on, and the 10 other people in line around us corroborated our story. She removed him and told him he'd have to take another flight.

Hilariously, this was the Hawaiian Airlines flight and it was the only one that day, so I assume he had to catch a flight the next day. I still think about him. I can't really fathom what he thought was going to happen. I wonder if he goes through life having interactions like that and just thinking, man, the world is so unfair to me. It was such a strange interaction, with an adult bully.